[ It's a relief to know that it's still okay for her to continue petting his ears, because the motion continues to be something that boosts her energy as much as it seems to make him happy, the way his tail sways quickly from side to side and the twitching of his ears telling her even beyond his words that she's doing the right thing. It's easy, like this, to find the best spots on his ears and his scalp, the places that seem to hit just right, and the perked-up reaction when she finds one helps to soothe her own tiredness right away. And with his express permission, his clear enjoyment... that makes it okay.
Boundaries.
Her eyes keep drifting to his tail, though.
Kokomi finds herself shifting across the space between them, another movement made nearly on instinct alone, and the hand not currently buried in his hair moves to his tail, a feather-light brush along the fur her hesitant first touch. It's soft and plush under her touch, something she can feel even through the lightweight material of her gloves, a temptation all of its own. But it's an awkward motion to make, patting his head and tail at the same time, so her fingers withdraw from his scalp for the time being to focus on the fluffy appendage; she is careful though to stay towards its far end, not allowing herself to draw too close to where the base joins his body.
Boundaries. ]
And this? [ Her voice is soft, her touch careful and slow, wanting to be certain it's completely okay with him before she allows herself to sink completely into this. As it is, she feels almost like she's been caught up in a spell, drawn ever closer and deeper, and it's important each step of the way to make sure he's alright too. She does not want to take advantage of his feelings, after all, not when her own are still unknown.
Boundaries. That is what they are for. ]
I know you said before that I have permission, but you may withdraw it at any time.
[ She glances up at him, meeting his eyes with a gentle smile on her lips. ]
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Boundaries.
Her eyes keep drifting to his tail, though.
Kokomi finds herself shifting across the space between them, another movement made nearly on instinct alone, and the hand not currently buried in his hair moves to his tail, a feather-light brush along the fur her hesitant first touch. It's soft and plush under her touch, something she can feel even through the lightweight material of her gloves, a temptation all of its own. But it's an awkward motion to make, patting his head and tail at the same time, so her fingers withdraw from his scalp for the time being to focus on the fluffy appendage; she is careful though to stay towards its far end, not allowing herself to draw too close to where the base joins his body.
Boundaries. ]
And this? [ Her voice is soft, her touch careful and slow, wanting to be certain it's completely okay with him before she allows herself to sink completely into this. As it is, she feels almost like she's been caught up in a spell, drawn ever closer and deeper, and it's important each step of the way to make sure he's alright too. She does not want to take advantage of his feelings, after all, not when her own are still unknown.
Boundaries. That is what they are for. ]
I know you said before that I have permission, but you may withdraw it at any time.
[ She glances up at him, meeting his eyes with a gentle smile on her lips. ]